Dissatisfied

Have you ever come to the point when you're not even sure if you really know the people you think you do? To the point where you're almost... dissatisfied with your relationships? Coincidently (not really cause I'm writing this blog) I'm feeling that way right now. I'm just home from babysitting, and I'm feeling very odd. Content, but at the same time, kinda not. It's wierd. Maybe all I need is a little relaxation. And a good movie or two. So, there is absolutely no point to this post, except to say that I have very little social skill, and I hope I can wrangle at least a 90% on my English essay. G'night.
PS - Pieter van den Hoogenband and Terry Fox rock my little cotton sockeths. Just thought you guys should know that.

How long has it been?

Yes, I am alive. Wow. I'm back 'into' blogging, because for some reason my journal (which I still faithfully write in) has made me want to share things with the rare people who read this.
How is it that a perfectly good friendship can be randomly weakened because they start getting on your nerves? I really don't get it. I mean, I love my friends, but they are totally out of it. Completely. I told my friend today that I wanted to send back my phone (which I am) because it was unstewardly, and she didn't get it at all! So many people don't understand that I can't, in all honesty, spend money on a camera phone when people are starving! I know, I know, the whole 'starving children in Africa' thing is overused, but it's true! So... I've decided that everyone in my school, including me, are pretty materialistic. Not that its always a bad thing.
And I'm kinda getting annoyed cause my friends and I are... drifting. Like, I'm becoming the third wheel. And I hate that, so it's branching out time. They don't need me as much anymore, so I might leave before I get hurt. How can you determine when to pull back and when to wade in? How can you get close without getting hurt? I just don't want to make the same mistake again. It hurt to much the first time. Til later.